No More Bloodshed

I'm just so done with the violence, I don't like it, I think it's senseless and heartless, and I know this won't completely change the problem, but I hope it makes it more apparent to others how big a problem it is. guns aren't the problem. people aren't the problem, it's just A problem, and we don't know the root. my guess is that history has made it seem too simple. but it's going to stop. and it's going to stop soon...

This world is so unkind Why did he have to leave He was so awesome, so giving Something you would never believe

You should have seen him So giving, so honest So loving, caring, kind funny, genuine So helpful, happy and modest

He was my best friend There for me through thin and thick Was by my side when I was scared Held my hand when I was sick

Why is the world so cruel? He didn’t do anything to deserve this He didn’t have a mean bone in his body He was the person no one could resist

I stare at the far wall Alone in my room Hiding from reality Denying the truth

It hurts to think about him Being happy feels selfish Being sad makes it hurt more It’s like a fire that can’t be extinguished

I can’t cry I can’t scream I can only hold myself tighter And let the silent tears stream

Why would this person do this All I can ask is why He never did anything wrong People’s feelings are so dry

This person ripped everything apart His friends, family, loved ones What this person did, It just can’t be undone

I feel so empty So out of touch I wish I could have at least said goodbye I just miss him so much

I’m in complete denial I want to say he’s still here I want to call his phone or arrange a study date I never wanted to be in so much fear

It was just last week He invited me over We sat in his living room The one with the four leaf clover

He wanted to play video games He had my favorite ready He gave me first controller I was waiting, steady

The game started And I pounded each key I thought I was winning Until he beat me

We celebrated with ice cream Chocolate sprinkles on top I spilled a little on the floor And he offered to mop

This world is so unkind Why did he have to leave He was so awesome, so giving Something you couldn’t believe

It happened last week The day I got the news I didn’t want to believe it Then I made a bruise

I never broke the skin Just maybe hurt a vein I have a purple splotch there I didn’t feel the pain

It helped me get over what happened Made me feel whole But it was a short alternative I watched the red water roll

Why did this happen He didn’t do anything wrong I’m sitting alone now Listening to his favorite song

That person has my hatred I hope he burns in hell He’s the very reason My entire world fell

I bet you anything He was protecting his friends Then this worthless jerk came up He made an injury no one could mend

Physical to him Emotional to me My best friend in the world Is dead as can be

The shooter ran in Scared everyone around Then he aimed his gun At the first person he found

I’m so sick of the violence It’s completely meaningless It’s been in history forever It’s like a game of chess

There are the pawns Limited but there They contribute to the game A sacrifice we’re forced to bear

Then the rooks and bishops Just a little more free But they die off just as quickly So the prize can be seen

The knights are the children The limited but useful They are trapped within boundaries But their use is a bit dull

The true killers are the queens Free as can be Moving left right up and down Attacking as she please

The king is the point Every queen tries to make Weather religious, political or other Every chance she has, she’ll take

My friend was a rook Useful and there But in the eyes of the world He was a pawn they attacked and just fared

These shootings are everywhere You can’t get away Without hearing about one more In the light of your day

His funeral is in a few days I’m expected to speak I’m not sure if I can do it I think my mind’s still too weak

My name is Raven And my best friend died In a stupid, senseless shooting Where no one survived

Why him of all people? He was my rock He made me happy and safe A little like a lock

I’m so sick of these shootings So done with the slaughter The violence is crazy Here comes the red water

I hope he sees what he’s done Causing so much pain He better burn in hell He’s the one to blame

This world is so unkind Being so cruel and so mean I just lost my best friend Because of one stupid fiend

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I liked this poem, although I feel there was some accidental repetition. For example, "so giving" repeats in the second stanza as it did in the first. Simple errors like this are easy to fix though, good job :)